Chapter 539 – 538. Love and Peace (18)
“It’s all over.”
-… Thank you. Nymph. And now, a being that is no longer a nymph.
Numerous seeds received from the World Tree.
And the seedlings made from them.
Although others could not hear it, Phyllis, who was a nymph, could hear the voice of the World Tree. I could hear the voices of not only the world trees but also the plants and trees. He places the seedlings in a pre-assigned magic space.
Request of the World Tree.
In fact, it was true that he asked for his life, but the World Tree wanted to leave behind his descendants. A long time ago, the High Elves were planted by Ilias, the Goddess of Creation, and settled in this world, cultivated as living [Medicines] For humans. Ilias was sealed, and the influence of Lilith, who wore Ilias’ mask, and the Elder Gods became stronger. The high elves gradually drove out the dragons who wanted to rule the world, or they were all robbed by a human hero called Alkeides and were driven back to Elvenheim and suffered the humiliation of surrender-
The World Tree has seen everything, and now its long life and its eternal life must come to an end.
The Creator came to know love and, following the words of the man he loved, said that it was time for humans to become independent, and to gradually make them independent and further create their own destiny.
The intelligent beings that have been ruled by the gods for a long time still have a long way to go to shape their own destiny.
We must gradually make them independent of themselves.
Slowly and without haste.
However, the star being Lilith, who saved his life by burning everything in this world, and further destroyed the world of the Creator, and the rampage of Elder Gods were trying to destroy even that opportunity.
Anyway, just go to another planet.
Such a crazy idea made this eccentricity possible.
-You too, run away now. This place will soon become a battlefield.
“I’m not running away. My master is here.”
-… I see, but- Surtur, the giant of the end… And, the person who will stop it is-
“Only the master.”
-…
How to stop it.
And, how should we handle it?
As soon as Odin realized that his plan had gone wrong, he ran away without even looking back. It was a cowardly but wise choice. Only by pushing in this large army will we be able to escape from our master. However…
The person he was dealing with was Thor, with whom he even shared a drink, and who the owner probably recognized as a [Close friend]. And in addition to the fact that he doesn’t look very happy, he is dealing with Thor using a [Monster] Fighting method that the master has never used before.
And, at the same time, he is cutting down all the einherjars and valkyries that are running around him.
According to the master’s command, the master’s descendants were called and formed into one form. That one hasn’t even used up all its power yet.
Quaaaaa!!
The master’s body is blown backwards by Thor’s power.
Thor throws the hammer, moves to the location of the hammer, and punches, with enormous force hitting the owner.
Kwaaang!!
Clark catches it.
And-
Whoa, whoa!!
The giant tentacle strikes Thor’s abdomen and lifts him upward, but Thor once again takes a stance in the air and strikes with the hammer.
And then he uses Carol, who has transformed into a hammer again, to hit it. After devouring God’s body several times, Carol’s resistance to God’s power became stronger, and she was able to hold out for a long time, showing the durability to counter Thor’s attacks with ease.
There is no big problem over there.
However…
That huge giant.
Levatein, the fiery sword held in the hand of the burning giant Surtur, surrounded by a rock wall of the earth.
If that thing is wielded, Elvenheim will be over.
Most of the buildings made of wood have already burned down, and the elves can be seen panicking.
“Queen-!!! Queen, please, please save me-“
“Water, I need water!!! Spirit King-!!!”
… And they look for Carcia as if it were natural, and they look for Elaim, the Spirit King, as if it were natural. I cry out to the Spirit King of Water to put out her fire, to face that giant, to put out that giant’s fire, and cry out for her to be saved.
Yes, it will remind you of nightmares.
The lambs that were screaming and destroying their homes, and the Elven Haim burning with magic will come to mind once again.
Because the subject is the same.
A disaster caused by Clark and his master.
And the disaster that followed the master.
Carcia has already been playing tricks on Carnetia for a while, and although she is watching the situation here, she is no longer interested. Yes, it’s called an alter ego, but the shameless people who tried to tear the alter ego made of Elaim, the form of water, into pieces and bring it down as unworthy are already caught up in the master’s image.
And, most of those gathered here came to protest against the queen, and being caught by the master was only a part of it.
Of course-
There is nothing to see here.
The world tree slowly burning.
In the distance, the heat of the Levitain and its body in Surtur’s hand, even when the ground is covered, the tree catches fire due to the intense heat, and the World Tree also begins to burn.
Instead of feeling pain, the world tree continued talking to Phyllis in a detached manner, as if waiting for its own death.
-By the way, that young half-dragon the author cares about is really strong.
“Compared to my master, I am nothing but a pale blood.”
-If there is anyone who can compare to that, it is only Elizabeth Pantalone, a descendant of the Goddess of War, and Shubniguras. At that age, at that level, he’s definitely not inferior to the warriors I’ve seen so far.
Should I at least keep you company until I die?
I told them to wait for now and to avoid at any time if it gets dangerous, so it should be okay for the time being.
The crowd is already in a state of panic and not paying attention to Phyllis.
Haemin plows Joniles to the ground, and finally succeeds in receiving all the magic and blowing Joniles’ head off with his fist.
I finally gave him a good shot.
Naturally, Phyllis knows that this is not the end. That’s right, because the master’s curse on Jonileth still remained.
And, the owner is a sadist.
He rolls along spartanly until he gets what he wants to see and is brought up to the level he wants to be. He is kind to his students, but if they are not even his students and are just borrowing their knowledge from him, he becomes quite sadistic.
The same now.
“Tsk. I have bad hand habits.”
He strikes away the hand of darkness that tried to envelop him.
Of course, seeing as she disappeared when she concentrated more power, this must have been her intention from the beginning.
And-
Fuuuk-
Haemin’s heart is pulled out before his eyes, bursting open, and behind it, the exploded head regenerates, and Joniles, who has been resurrected as an undead, laughs at Haemin –
As soon as he does that, Haemin also spends [His life], Shakes off Jonilles and takes his stance once again.
And, the appearance of Jonileth, who begins to revive the corpses of the Valkyries and the souls of the Einherjars who died around him, as undead, is the power borrowed by the master from Mortus, the power of death.
[Fourth death] Was granted, and undead were made to match it.
In other words, that is the [Messenger of Death].
I told him not to let down his guard, but he was suddenly robbed of his heart, revived, and normally he would have fainted, but his heart regenerates at a rapid pace without even fainting, and – I see the energy of death spreading through his body gradually eroding Haemin. 〈 Br〉
And, it is held down with tremendous magical power, and of course, it is to suppress Haemin’s main force, [Strong magical power].
If you die like that, you will be revived as an undead.
But…
-Smart bastard.
There must be a reason why the master called that half-man, half-dragon like that. For now, I just look at that.
And-
Other than her, others begin to move.
Modi, Magni.
And, Thrud and Fenrir tied together at the same time.
They are moving in their own way, but my mission here is to prevent those who have disobeyed the master and tried to harm the master’s woman from dying until they are judged.
They are not people I like very much, and it is not a good feeling to save the lives of bastards who attack their master for everything, whine and call them lower-class servants whenever they do something, have no idea about the topic, and have no eyes for seeing, but nevertheless, they are doing what their beloved master has given them. It is a command.
Even if she doesn’t feel like it, even if she doesn’t like it, even if she wants to kill them, she will save them.
In order for these people to be punished in the truest sense, and to have them die regretting the choices they made for the rest of their lives, they must engrave their current pain, humiliation, and despair deep in their bones and never let them forget.
Anyway, the Demon King knows about this situation, and he will go ahead and beg them to save him and report the master.
Bow your head to the monsters they hated, and scold them for hitting me! I prayed, but it turned out that it was intentional, the devil’s intention, and what kind of face will they make when the devil criticizes trash like you who should be scolded?
Maybe the owner will make this kind of expression too.
Abominations.
Fuck you.
Something like this.
Oops, mistake.
It was always said that maids should take care of their facial expressions.
What Anna the maid says.
Don’t let your master’s honor be ruined.
So, right here and now, not a single person will die, and not a single person will be able to die in this place until they are allowed to die or until the whole situation is over.
